Song | Thru the Window |
Artist | REO Speedwagon |
Album | Wheels Are Turnin' |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bruce Hall/Jeffery B. Hall | |
Written:Bruce Hall/Jeffrey B.Hall | |
Thru the window, I slip away | |
Into the darkness, time has come | |
I must use caution, summer nights are here, I'll race For the shadows, I'll make a trail | |
No one can follow, and all I feel | |
Is the breeze rushin by my face | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
I know my baby's waitin just for me | |
Creepin', thru her neighborhood | |
I hope nobody, has seen or heard | |
My intentions, are driven by this flame inside | |
I see her light on, her silhouette's | |
In the window, she's waiting for | |
My arrival, on this summer night | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I know my baby's waiting just for me | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I like it best when I fell the heat, oh yeah | |
Thru her window, she slips away | |
I hear her heartbeat | |
High emotion, takes us where we've never been before |
zuo qu : Bruce Hall Jeffery B. Hall | |
Written: Bruce Hall Jeffrey B. Hall | |
Thru the window, I slip away | |
Into the darkness, time has come | |
I must use caution, summer nights are here, I' ll race For the shadows, I' ll make a trail | |
No one can follow, and all I feel | |
Is the breeze rushin by my face | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
I know my baby' s waitin just for me | |
Creepin', thru her neighborhood | |
I hope nobody, has seen or heard | |
My intentions, are driven by this flame inside | |
I see her light on, her silhouette' s | |
In the window, she' s waiting for | |
My arrival, on this summer night | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I know my baby' s waiting just for me | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I like it best when I fell the heat, oh yeah | |
Thru her window, she slips away | |
I hear her heartbeat | |
High emotion, takes us where we' ve never been before |
zuò qǔ : Bruce Hall Jeffery B. Hall | |
Written: Bruce Hall Jeffrey B. Hall | |
Thru the window, I slip away | |
Into the darkness, time has come | |
I must use caution, summer nights are here, I' ll race For the shadows, I' ll make a trail | |
No one can follow, and all I feel | |
Is the breeze rushin by my face | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
I know my baby' s waitin just for me | |
Creepin', thru her neighborhood | |
I hope nobody, has seen or heard | |
My intentions, are driven by this flame inside | |
I see her light on, her silhouette' s | |
In the window, she' s waiting for | |
My arrival, on this summer night | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
Like it best when I feel the heat | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I know my baby' s waiting just for me | |
Runnin free thru the night in the street | |
I like it best when I fell the heat, oh yeah | |
Thru her window, she slips away | |
I hear her heartbeat | |
High emotion, takes us where we' ve never been before |